After more than a month of hurry-up-and-wait uncertainty, Xavier and I finally closed on our house this week.
To celebrate, we went to Cacique (Naturally. Where else would we go?)
Xavier was smart and ordered the Cab from the Devil’s Locker but I wanted to try something different so I ordered the Hob Nob Pinot Noir.
Not the best choice.
I mean, it wasn’t terrible, I still drank it but I won’t be ordering it again. What they call an “elegant bouquet of cherries”, I would refer to “reminiscent of cough syrup” but, you know, tomato / ta-maw-toe. Not much oak either which, for me, is a drawback because I do like the oak.
The glass was $7.99 but the whole bottle is only $8.99 at Total Wine and Hob Nob Pinot Noir is probably not the best representation of French wine.
My advice, spend a few more dollars on something better.
Dinner at Cacique is always a delight.
Wine from the Devil’s Locker puts it over the top.
I don’t know why the waiter decided to tell me about the all the foo-foo wines first. I mean, I was trying to look grown up. I wasn’t even wearing a Hello Kitty tee shirt or anything.
He looked surprised when I said, “I’ll take the Merlot from the Devil’s Locker, please.”
Clearly, he knows not with whom he fucketh.
Anyway, I chose the Merlot because it was the only one on the wine list that I hadn’t already tried.
Fair warning, pull up your grown-up pants before indulging in this one. Made from Merlot grapes grown in the Central-Valley of Chile, it’s rich, deep, and clearly not from a box. That one glass made me walk a little sideways.
Absolutely excellent and velvety smooth when paired with a bold flavored dish such as steak fajitas.
Vanilla, oak, smoke, and chocolate. Oh yeah, and grapes. A wickedly attractive concoction full of bad-assery and sophistication.
You’re gonna want some.
Oh yes, you will indeed.